This cook has had enough!
He actually felt that he could threaten Lao Qiao.
And the reason why these greenskin soldiers kept me here was completely revealed at this moment.
Because this cook once told an green-skinned soldier how to synthesize ice, that guy probably got the "Sunflower Book" and wanted to subvert everything and become his own king. In the end, he caused a scene that Old Qiao had to step in to deal with. After the situation, Lao Qiao was forced to find a "deaf-mute" to serve the cook.
At this time, I happened to escape from the mountains...
"Hey, bring me a bottle of wine."
This is what he said to me.
He felt that I was a servant, an ordinary person wearing Wa costumes, and that I should serve him;
He even felt that Lao Qiao would never let him go, even if he handed over all the experimental records for making high-purity drugs, so he might as well dominate the village. Lao Qiao didn't dare to kill him anyway. he.
And I clearly heard and understood every word he said, but it was impossible for me to give any response.
Pretending not to hear, he turned around and walked out of the house.
The cook was dumbfounded.
He has never been ignored like this. With his status, no matter where in northern Myanmar, he cannot be ignored. The most he can do is lose his freedom. Even the group of overlords will tolerate him in every possible way. Who would let him get it? Technology equals money!
Under the pressure of these multiple emotions, the cook's sensitive nerves were aroused by me...
And I warned myself again and again at such a critical moment, no matter what sound comes from behind, I must not react.
After I walked out for more than five meters, I saw with my peripheral vision in the window glass that the cook took advantage of the officer and pulled out a pistol from the holster on his waist. The next second...
Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!
Four shots were fired.
The chef and I have no grudges, so he certainly has no reason to kill me.
All he did was just a tough response after he thought he had been humiliated.
In the peripheral vision, the chef aimed his gun downward and pulled the trigger, and the bullet followed my footsteps.
Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft.
Dust flew up from the four craters behind me. The officer rushed over and knocked the cook down. At that speed, with the muzzle still dragging the cook's wrist and raising it high, the officer pointed at the roof again. It sounded twice - bang bang.
I didn't even look back in the shock of the other greenskin soldiers. What I heard in my ears was still completely incomprehensible Burmese: "Fuck, this kid... is kind of handsome."
"How handsome is he? Have you forgotten that he is deaf? If he could have heard the gunfire just now, he would have been so scared that he would have run away with his head in his arms."
"Then I think he's a bit handsome."
I forced myself to walk in front of everyone, and my legs were shaking when I entered the thatched house. After sitting on the bed, I didn't know what was wrong with my face, and I started sweating endlessly, and I couldn't control it at all.
I even shook the wooden bed until it made a "tat-tat-tat-tat" sound when it hit the wall. Finally, I was afraid that others would hear me and sat on the floor.
At that moment, I felt that Jianghu's calmness in the face of life and death was all nonsense!
Who can have a big heart that can hold life and death?
If you think so, then have you ever seen those moments when big brothers shine brightly when facing life and death?
Did he tremble alone, and after the tension eased, he opened the door and appeared in front of everyone, five or six people, to continue the previous legend, you know?
I am someone who has really heard gunshots and seen gunshots. I have seen Ah Yong pull the trigger, I have seen Ah Da shoot people, and I have seen AK shooting all over the mountains and plains. Even so, when I saw the cook carrying When the gun was pulled on the trigger behind me, I still almost shrank my body and squatted down.
In fact, I had already shrunk my neck, but to a very small extent. The moment I was about to shrink my neck, my brain started to hold my body upright like a conditioned reflex.
Because I can't be exposed.
I want to smoke.
I want to get a bottle of cool beer and drink it down.
I also want to take a sip of spicy white wine, not soy-flavored or soft, so that you can feel a line of fire burning in your esophagus after one sip.
But at this moment, there was nothing in front of him.
I can only hold on.
Are you a man?
Do you understand men?
This is what men are.
In other words, difficult.
That night I slept on the floor, and as a man, I shed tears on the floor.
I don’t understand why I suddenly collapsed and sat motionless in the corner.
Even at dawn, I didn't know when I fell asleep. I only woke up with a stuffy nose.
What I have to do is continue walking towards the room where the gunshots were heard yesterday, and I have to pretend that nothing happened.
"Why!"
"You're pretty cool!"
This is what the cook said after I entered the room and drank with the officer for a whole night.
He also said: "Really, you are the most awesome Wa person I have ever seen."
The officer spoke Chinese naturally under the Chinese he spoke: "Didn't I tell you? He is deaf."
Both of them were so drunk that their tongues were curled up with alcohol. Their faces were all red with wine, and they looked a little silly after going to the living room.
I didn't say anything, but still bent down to pick up every wine bottle in the room. At this moment, the cook's voice came to me again: "What's wrong with the deaf man? I also think he's pretty cool with the deaf man."
"As soon as I saw his hard face from the inside out, I thought he was an awesome person."
In fact, my appearance is quite intimidating. It's not that I'm fierce, but I'm born with a coldness. No matter if I stand next to me, it will make people feel "hard". It's really not because of my own abilities.
The habit of putting on this 'hard' expression is an experience gained in life, because this expression can save you from a lot of troubles in life that should not exist.
As long as the other person feels that you are not easy to mess with, many things will actually be solved.
This is real.
On the contrary, the more polite and smiling you are, the more likely you are to be bullied.
Of course, this kind of person also has an advantage, that is, when someone gets angry, others are generally unprepared.
"Brother, I'm talking to you, you know?"
When I reached out to collect the bottles that were poured on the table, my wrist was grabbed by the cook. He said to me with his neck dumb, "What do you mean? You don't want to show me face?"
"Look down on me?" I watched him say this and then looked at the officer in confusion. The officer just shook his head and said nothing.
Then he threw my hand away and said to the officer: "Actually, I'm pretty awesome too!"
"Even if I knew that Lao Qiao's place was a trap, wouldn't I still step in anyway?"
"Actually, I knew I couldn't leave before I came here."
"No matter how good the terms Lao Qiao gives me, he can't let me go. What drug lord would let his cook leave?"
"My death is nothing more than a matter of time. As long as Old Qiao completely masters this skill in my hand, that will be the day of my death. You think so, right?"
While he was talking, I didn't stop at all. I tidied up and wiped the surrounding furniture. When I was done with all the work and only mopping and sweeping the floor, I turned around and walked outside the house, letting the chef in the house talk nonsense. Then, I just sat on the steps at the door, not even taking a look inside the house.
(End of chapter)
